His cock was short and slender maybe about four inches. I carefully moved the top photos out laying them on the floor as they were in the trunk. The n...xt photos I seen were of my mom with different guys cocks in her mouth. All shapes and sizes mom had her lips clamped around them looking at the camera. My mom the cocksucker, such a turn on finding out my parents were swingers. I studied each and every photo with my rock hard cock twitching around. To me I had hit the jack pot, seeing my mom. She handed it to me. “It’s mine, but you can have it for the time being. Be careful when you unwrap it.” And with another wicked smile, she passed through the curtain and into business class behind me. The package wasn’t heavy and even though it felt soft, there was something hard in it’s center. I unzipped the bag, and wrapped in a thin towel, there it was. When I saw it, I gasped and I looked at it carefully in the dim light. It was beautiful. It looked so natural! Even the veins on its. .." Honey, I haven't agreed to anything. I simply told Max last week that I needed some temporary work -- something that would pay well. Since I've been out of the business so long, I can't expect top spots or salary. He has this friend at Ladies Man magazine who's doing an issue on women over thirty. When Max mentioned my name the friend indicated that he wanted me to be the centerfold for that issue." And you accepted." No. I told Max to keep trying to find something a little more. She was curled up like a child, asleep, her breathing only detectable by the movement of her back. I was spooning her, my knees curled up, my groin nestled against her firm bottom. With one arm under her neck and the other over her waist she felt small and intensely female in my arms. She felt delicate and she smelled so damn good.I'd found paradise. The minutes ticked by. Her bare back was warm against me. Her firm buttocks were warm. She felt so good in my arms I never wanted to let her go..